Sick Little Games

Chapter 4

The music was loud. My heart was pounding. I couldn’t even feel my face anymore… I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol or just because I was laughing too much. I felt like my face was about to explode and I entirely blame Louis for that. He was the one currently giving me a lap dance. Yes, a fucking lap dance. The boys and I were clubbing in London and let’s just say that drunk-Louis is an even more slutty version of himself. That would explain the sultry moves that he was pulling right now. He eventually let me out of my misery and stopped dancing, just to sit on my lap afterwards. I was so happy and drunk that I didn’t even care. We just started talking like everything was completely normal. I noticed Harry staring at us from not very far away. He had that weird-jealous-boyfriend look on his face and I didn’t like it at all. For fuck sakes, it was only Louis. “Skye, I am horny! Be a nice friend and go find me a pretty girl that I could possibly fuck before I pass out! ” Louis slurred at me, with a stupid grin on his face. Oh my dear friend Louis, he was impossible sometimes. “Oh, fuck off Louis! ” I said, laughing. I pushed him on the couch so I could finally stand up and go get myself another drink. I heard him scream something completely inappropriate as I walked towards the bar but I just ignored him. I screamed my order in the barman’s ear and as I was waiting for my drink, a familiar face suddenly appeared right infront of me. My very first boyfriend, Ethan. We still care about each other deeply even though we’re not together anymore. We were together for 2 entire years, that is really something in my book. I’ll always have this special little place in my heart for him. Of course, I’m not in love with him anymore but I don’t know, I’ll always care about him.

“Ethan! Oh my god, it’s been so long! ” I said, pulling him into a tight hug. The barman gave me my gin tonic and I didn’t have the time to say anything that Ethan pulled out some money and paid for it immediately. Oh, he was still the same good ol’ Ethan. “I know! Last time I saw you it was… at Louis Tomlinsons’ birthday party, right? ” He said with a huge smile, taking another sip of his beer right after that. God, he was so hot. My hormones were telling me only one thing: sleep with him. “Yeah, I remember. It was just before christmas. ” I said, playing with my hair. “You look gorgeous by the way… Well, you know, as usual. ” He said, winking. My hormones were now going absolutely crazy. “Ethan, let’s have sex tonight, alright? For old times’ sake! ” I said, smirking. Ethan started laughing immediately but I could see in his eyes that he was slowly considering the offer. “Oh, Skye. You haven’t changed a bit… But listen, as much as I would love to… I don’t think that’s such a good idea. ” He said, laughing. Now, I was completely confused. Since when does Ethan Clarke turns down an invitation to have sex? It was very suspicious. “Please don’t tell me you have a girlfriend or something? ” I said, laughing at the idea of him being faithful to someone. Ethan never cheated on me but he was a total manwhore. The second we broke up 3 years ago, he literally started to sleep with everything that breathes and has a nice pair of boobs. “Hell no! But it’s just that… Ever since we started talking, your mate, you know… The one with curly hair, well, he’s been staring at me like he’s about to murder me so… ” I sighed very loudly. Of course, I should have seen this one coming. “Oh! That’s because we’re kind of… fuck buddies, me and him. Yeahhh… ” I said, visibly annoyed by the fact that Harry was completely cockblocking me. “You’re shagging him !? I thought you hated him! ” He said, laughing very loudly. He was clearly amused by the whole situation, I was definitely not. 

“Yes, I do hate him but… I don’t know, we’re just fucking and now, he’s jealous and I have no idea why because our relationship is not serious at all- ” “Listen, love. I adore you and all but, I don’t wanna get in the middle of your fucked up relationship with curly top over there. ” He said, with a small smile. I groaned in frustration. I couldn’t believe that because of Harry, I wouldn’t fuck my super hot ex-boyfriend tonight. “Alright, fine! But… can you kiss me!? He’s already jealous so… It should be fun. ” I said, with a wicked smirk on my face. “You crazy bitch… ” He whispered with a huge smile. Before I knew it, his lips was moving against mine. A little bit of tongue action was involved but just before it could go any further, he pulled away. “ I’m gonna go now before your little boyfriend comes over here and try to kill me… I’ll see ya around! ” He simply winked and walked towards the dancefloor. The fact that he called him my ‘boyfriend’ made me shiver in disgust. Ok, maybe I was enjoying fucking him but I will never date Harry Styles. And even worse, I will never fall in love with him. Oh god, no. I fnished my gin tonic and slowly made my way through the crowd in the hope to reach the washroom as soon as possible. Luckily for me, when I got in there, I was all alone. No one was breathing my air and I could finally relax for a minute or two. I was casually looking at my reflection in the mirror when the door burst wide open, revealing a very pissed off Harry. Here we go! “What the fuck was that all about!? ” He said, closing the door behind him and locking it. Wait, locking it? “I don’t know what you’re talking about… ” I smiled innocently. Looking at him through the reflection. I ran a hand through my hair, knowing that it would make him go crazy. “I don’t know, it seemed like you and Ethan Clarke are back together and- ” I turned around and sighed very loudly. He wasn’t finished talking but I didn’t care, everything he was saying was complete and utter bullshit anyways.

“ Look, I’m not back with Ethan and even if I was, it’s not of your fucking business. We’re not together, Harry. You and me, we’re not a couple. ” I said, laughing lightly. The idea of being in a relationship with Harry Styles was just too hilarious for me to handle. “Don’t worry, I know that! ” He screamed. He looked kind of hurt by my last words and in that moment, I do not know why, but I felt kind of bad about it. It wasn’t my style to feel bad about people, especially Harry, but I just did. I sighed and walked slowly towards him. “You can’t stay mad at me, Styles. You know it’s true… ” I said, smiling sweetly. I leaned in and left one small kiss on his lips. He hesitated for a second or two, I knew he was. I could see it in his eyes. “I fucking hate you, you know that? ” He whispered, just before crushing his lips on mine. I knew he would give in, he always did. I was now crushed between the wall and Harry, our tongues fighting for dominance and the bastard was trying to lift my dress up. Oh, that’s why he locked the door then. Obviously, I should have seen this one coming. I pushed him away from me and looked him straight in the eyes. “You’ll have to be quick. People will start to notice that the door is locked really soon. ” I said, letting my knickers fall down to the floor. “5 minutes should be enough. ” He said, smiling cheekily. He picked me up and slammed my back against the wall. As much as I hated myself for admitting this; Harry really knew what he was doing. The bastard was really good at this and I knew that within five minutes, I would reach my climax. He was just that good and to be honest, it was completely pissing me off. The fact that someone so annoying could be also that great in bed, it was just really annoying.